Night is about to fall, and Qin Mansion is still the same small independent courtyard that looks dilapidated.
At this moment, Wei Qinghan, who had changed into a clean robe, was standing respectfully on one side, ready to listen to Zhong Zihao's instructions. If he was not a familiar person, he would probably not be able to recognize him.
Wei Qinghan has recovered from his injuries. He is full of energy and radiant. He is dressed in a blue robe, which sets off his tall and thin figure. Although he is nearly forty years old, it can be seen that he must have been handsome in his youth.
Romantic and suave.
"I think your system should be based on the fire attribute, with metal as the auxiliary, right?" Zhong Zihao looked at Wei Qinghan's serious and respectful look, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.
That's right, he has always been fighting alone. Even when he was in Tongheng Battlefield, he led talented disciples from Yunxiao Sect and Tingyu Pavilion. But at that time, it was a guardianship responsibility after all. Now he wants to create his own force.
, whether it is behavior or dealing with relationships between people, they naturally need to be different.
"Yes! The subordinates indeed have the system of these two attributes." Wei Qinghan replied, a little surprised by the young master's reaction. He had been seriously injured since meeting him, and had never really made a move. How could he be able to do so in a row?
Can you detect your own physical attributes?
"What level of skill are you practicing?" Zhong Zihao asked again.
"Xuanpin advanced skills!" Although this kind of issue is a secret between warriors, the relationship between the two is master and slave, and Wei Qinghan didn't think much about it.
Zhong Zihao was surprised when he heard this. Wei Qinghan's aptitude and potential were especially beyond his expectations because he could cultivate to the extreme realm of heaven with a high-level Xuanpin technique.
Theoretically speaking, spiritual-grade skills can allow warriors to break through to the Sea Transformation Realm, and Xuan-grade skills can advance to the Tianji Realm, but that is theoretical after all, and they must be top-notch skills within this level.
In fact, there are so many warriors who possess advanced Xuanpin techniques, but there is only one person in a million who can truly break through to the Heavenly Realm.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhong Zihao took out a book made of unknown material, his eyes stayed on it for a long time, and then he handed it to Wei Qinghan cautiously.
"This "Sun-Destroying Yang Flame Sutra" is very suitable for your physical attributes. It was also a top-notch skill in ancient times, and its grade is the peak of Kun-grade..."
"Plop!"
As soon as Zhong Zihao said this, he saw Wei Qinghan's face changed wildly, and he immediately knelt down and frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Young master, I don't dare accept it! How can such a level of skills be handed over to my subordinates so easily? I absolutely cannot use it." Wei Qinghan really didn't expect that Zhong Zihao would hand over such a level of terrifying skills.
to yourself.
You know, he has traveled all over the country over the years, and has gone through countless hardships and obstacles, but he has only been able to obtain high-level Xuanpin skills. He has never even seen Qianpin skills. As for Kunpin, he didn't even dare to think about it.
If a copy of this kind of skill is leaked casually, it can cause chaos in the world, and it will definitely become the target of many forces to snatch it at any cost. Not to mention giving it to Wei Qinghan, even for people like Xuanyu Sect and Lieyang Sect.
As far as large sects are concerned, they will definitely be enshrined as an inherited treasure.
And the young master Zhong Zihao, who had only been with me for just a few days, gave him such a magical thing?
"You bastard, get up!" Zhong Zihao was furious.
Wei Qinghan saw that the young master was really angry, so he had no choice but to get up, but he lowered his head and remained silent like a child who had made a mistake.
"This "Sun-Destroying Yang Flame Sutra" is indeed a rare and shocking skill, but do you know why I passed it on to you?" Zhong Zihao's tone was quite heavy.
"I don't know, I hope you can tell me!"
Zhong Zihao's face was solemn, and he slowly said: "The Sutra of Destroying Sun Yang Yan is the sect's treasure of Chiyun Tower, a human power in ancient times. Ten thousand years ago, 1,379 heroes of the sect were fighting against demons.
The whole army was wiped out in the battle between the clans, and the only thing left behind was this scripture and the miscellaneous notes "Chronicles of Chiyun Tower"."
"Every warrior in this sect is a loyal person, and they all died for protection. I saw that you also have a protective heart, and I passed it on to you after careful consideration. These are all things I have done in Tongheng
Personal experience in the war zone.”
Speaking of this, Zhong Zihao couldn't help but think of the strong will that he felt in Songding Mountain in the Tongheng Battlefield, which spanned thousands of years. What emotions did this will contain? Grief, unwillingness, anger, etc.
To name a few.
They are all sages who died before their ambitions were fulfilled. Their actions deserve the respect of every human warrior in future generations!
"Tongheng Battlefield!"
Wei Qinghan's expression was shocked. As a strong person in the Tianji Realm, he had naturally heard of this place. It was a different space where the top geniuses of the younger generation from the seven regions competed. The young master's ability to come out of that place alive was an achievement in itself.
The embodiment of talent and strength.
Immediately, he thought of the sages of Chiyun Tower mentioned by Zhong Zihao, and he couldn't help but feel awe in his heart.
Wei Qinghan took a deep breath, stretched out his hands with great care, and said: "Although Wei Qinghan dare not say that he can do things better than the sages of ancient times, I guarantee that he will never do it better than them.
Let the seniors be ashamed!"
"Remember what you said, never let your seniors be embarrassed!" Zhong Zihao nodded before handing the "Sun-Destroying Sun Flame Sutra" into Wei Qinghan's hands.
"Yes!" Wei Qinghan knelt down again and bowed respectfully three times.
Zhong Zihao understood that these three prayers were paid by Wei Qinghan to the seniors of Chiyun Tower. As the successor, he was qualified to accept them.
Afterwards, he handed over "Chronicles of Chiyun Tower" to Wei Qinghan, along with a broken sword and a small sword, which were the relics of the seniors of Chiyun Tower that he had obtained.
In addition, Zhong Zihao naturally provided a large amount of training resources, saying: "I will not doubt your talent and character. Become stronger as soon as possible!"
Wei Qinghan nodded vigorously, feeling extremely moved in his heart. He suddenly felt that after half a lifetime of struggling in a muddle, all the gains he had gained could not even equal one percent of what he got today. The most important thing was that he felt that Zhong Zihao had a deep love for him.
own trust.
He secretly swore in his heart: from now on, his life belongs to the young master, and no matter what the young master asks of him, he will fulfill it for him at all costs.
Wei Qinghan's reaction was naturally seen by Zhong Zihao. While feeling relieved, he also felt a sense of relief: when he met the remains of the ancestors of Chiyun Tower, he had the idea of "let Chiyun Tower pass on the inheritance".
"The promise has now finally been explained.
"What weapons do you usually use?" Zhong Zihao asked softly when he saw Wei Qinghan looking through "Chronicles of Chiyun Tower".
"Sir, my subordinates... also use swords!" Wei Qinghan immediately put away the book in his hand and replied, his voice seemed to be quite unconfident.
This is normal. After seeing Zhong Zihao's incredible combat power and stunning swordsmanship, no one dares to call himself a master of swordsmanship in front of him.
Zhong Zihao did not have time to guess Wei Qinghan's thoughts. A flash of silver light flashed, and there was a long sword with blood flowing in his hand. He said: "This sword is of medium quality, and it is mine." You can take what you got in Tongheng Battlefield and use it first."
He didn't ask Wei Qinghan much about the grade of his own weapon. He was only a high-level Xuan-grade person who even practiced martial arts. How could he be expected to come up with any peerless swords?